"bankok" poems
An ounze of gold, found in a river
Assessed as a diamond, swallowed in an ocean
When we met in England.
All of Aisa is painted in platinum
Diamonds in Bankok, too sordid to be seen.
If you had rare sight, extinct 2900 BC
You may see race in the reflection of platisation
And the ability to chip it off is as harmonious as it gets.
If not superiority found you, and alimim forefathered you
To follow your blessed unique connection
Narcissus is not all around you, nor is any other God
What exists as greatness is only you.
In true great form should be existentialism
Instead you think you are untouchable
However ignorant I find it
When my mother bought me here as a piglet
She said I would always stand alone in stoicism.
Mar 30, 2014
Mar 30, 2014 at 3:23 PM UTC
Fasces and olive branch on one side, tails;
wing-ed Phrygian cap on the head
of an image of the spirit of
Liberty, a fem.
Heads.
Dimes in the olden times,
when I was born,
1948,
dimes in America in those days
symbolized a long known
goodness for all men,
included in
we, the people, which includes
me.
Me and thee, we are we, only by virtue of my
words being written and your reading
of the same within our
terms of endearment
cookie.
Each we we are in, let us call a set,
but that confuses us, fuses us
to gether.
So, let's seee
See it like this. I am good. I repel wrong and
act right,
asif I were
polarized live in op
position to evil
evil live, have you seen it? Live,
did it prosper in your presence or was peace the final state?
Just, now. Please plea with your knower, don't lie.
Say never all you wish, however never lie
against the truth.
To thine own self, et al... y'know
in each generation of earth borne,
one hero is reared to play your role, dear reader.
Fret not,
know wisdom has been maligned as
calling us through each position
of the fool... there is a map
of these positions in a statuary garden
behind the temple of the golden buddha
in Bankok, visited with Mr. Boo in 1968.
I remember none of the poses but ai knows they form
a pyramid,
i
imagine it
peaks in some backward
footed kundalini pose,
which is bull **** I imagined. Wisdom is gentle
and easy to be entreated, okeh, heko.
Jul 10, 2019
Jul 10, 2019 at 10:43 PM UTC